5starfire@comcast.net — Tue, 12 Apr 2011 21:42:12 GMT

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5starfire@comcast.net — Tue, 12 Apr 2011 19:50:51 GMT

IC:
The Basics
[Name:] Cassa
[Journal username:]
[Age:] Immortal. She doesn't count years much.
[Are they a Fairy Tale Character:] Yes
[Story the character is from (if a fairy tale character):] Sleeping Beauty, the Wicked Fairy. She's from Phillip's storyline, so his profile should be explanatory.
[Their One Supreme Talent:] She can change shape into a dragon.
[Are they good, or are they bad, or just undecided:] Mad, bad and dangerous to know.
[Where do they live:] She settles in the battlements of the Piper's Castle, being a smug creeper at everybody and trying to figure out a way home.

Appearance
[PB:] Bridget Regan
[Description:] Cassa is tall and statuesque with long dark hair that she wears impractically long and the pampered pale skin of luxury. She has clear, pale blue eyes that can brighten with her mood and carries herself with pride and arrogance. She is expressive, though most often mocking and disdainful, and speaks with her hands.
[Attire:] She wears long and finely-made gowns, usually ominously hooded, and her every attire deliberately screams of privilege and wealth. She wears no adornment or jewelry, ever.

Personality Arrogant, mean, proud and capricious.
[Strengths:] Reading people. Knowing the right way to torment them. Cleverness, a talent for IRL trolling, a powerful malice that tends to make people leery of her and scare of foes. She's generally not petty, though what sense of honour she has is warped to the point of incomprehensibility from an outsider point of view.
[Weaknesses:] ahahaha ANYTHING PLEASANT. She's selfish, spiteful, thoughtless, malevolent, unkind...
[Quirks:] She genuinely enjoys the company of the people she harasses; it's just that getting along with them bores her and she enjoys tormenting them. Someone who was an enemy but an equal who could torment her back would be an endless delight, though she would of course try to kill them.
[Secrets:] She misses flying very badly.

[Detailed Personality:] Cassa is very strong, and very aware of it. She staked her territory and defended it from all comers; her curse on Sleeping Beauty was mostly for the pleasure of spite, a teeny bit retaliation for the insult of not only not inviting her but inviting others onto her territory. She's evil; she enjoys others pain and suffering, and gloats over causing it simply because it delights her.

On her own, she's very self-sufficiently, surprisingly scholarly minded and has a love affair with freedom and the open sky. She enjoys exploring the theories of spellwork on a very basic level, constantly collecting grimoires and the like to pore over them into the night (her need for sleep being very limited) in order to absorb new information. She enjoys the company of natural dragons, imps and other assorted monstrous creatures, but humans and their sentimentality she disdains, despite her own soft spots for bygone beastly companions.

She does not take well to being trapped or confined, but is less displeased with this displacement than she might be otherwise, since the last thing she remembered was dying. That doesn't stop her from trying to make it harder for everyone around her. It wouldn't even be so bad if she could fly, but evidently her dragon shape was deemed (and rightly so) a little too hazardous for other residents and she can no longer change form.

SHE IS A TOTAL SNOB. Magic, architecture, conversation, murder, fashion, alcohol, you name it. Cassa Does It Better or at least knows of some other source that Does It Better, and she's often kind of obvious about it. Insolence offends her, and when she's sometimes casually violent and always verbally cutting.

History
Cassa was born from a thunderstorm, and she spent her first century in a mad and mindless whirl of delight and destruction, before eventually, as fairies do, settling down to a favoured form and allowing it to shape and influence her conscious. It was originally only a black dragon, and she spent the next hundred years exploring the skies and gratuitously eating people, but eventually she became fascinated with the tiny complexities she began to pay attention to in their world and learned to take on an approximate human shape, which she settled in for the next hundred years.

She's cursed and tormented a hundred princes and princesses before Phillip and his lady and she intends to curse and torment a hundred after. Though she won't admit it to anyone on any pain, being slain was unpleasant as fuck and she doesn't intend to go through it again. So while she'll try to get under anybody's skin, she'll be a trace more wary and a trace less arrogant now that she's learned she's not infallible.

RP Samples*
[RP Sample:] The last thing that she remembered was dying.

A pleasant thought. It was one she'd never imagined having to entertain before; the land was hers just as the sky was hers, and the ground quaked beneath her foot when she willed it so, and Kings and Queens cowered before her shadow. She was a fairy; she was a force of nature. There was no amount of screaming and pleading that could save any she chose to give her attention to.

But however you spun it, though she had not gone gentle into that good night, she had gone. She had died.

And when she first woke on the desolate road, at the verge of a crossroads, her first thought was of volcanic rage.

She twitched her shape, reaching for lethal scales and claws, the throat that could emit the roar she yearned to let loose, that could wreak the havoc that would soothe her raging temper. That puny, diminutive, insignificant creature! How dare he! How dare -

She couldn't.

She couldn't change.

And for the first time, a chill sweeping over her, she attended properly to her surroundings.

Etc
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The Bad Fairy